“Look at me.”
The tone of his voice and the loss of his tongue concerned her enough to obey. She shifted onto her elbows and looked at the picturesque view of him between her legs, her gaze wandering to the elegant swirl of his horns. Forgetting his command, she reached out and traced the rigid lines of one, eliciting a canine growl and sending a plume of shadows writhing behind him. He licked the inside of her thigh and traced the spot her legs met her sex. She closed her eyes for a second, but he nipped the sensitive spot with his fangs to get her attention once more.
“There’s something I must tell you. Then I shall leave it to you to consider.”
The serious edge in his tone contrasted with the ardent glow of his bright eyes and contradicted the way he continued to slowly lick her parted entrance with his flat tongue, stopping just short of the nub where she wanted him the most. She tried to focus but was unsure how to respond to the conflicting messages he sent through her body.
“There exists a way to bind me to your sleeping chambers.” His tongue dragged through her slick cunt. Her legs quivered. “I could not exist outside of it, and you would be my only source of nourishment, leaving me very reliant upon you.” Another long drag, deeper this time. Her eyelids fluttered, but she caught herself before he had to sink his fangs into her flesh. “My very existence would be in your hands, but I would be both shadow and flesh as you see now.”
He paused to flatten his wide tongue against her entrance, then dipped his head lower and did the same to the seam of her ass. A surprised yelp made her twitch against his shadow’s hold, and then she relaxed into the sensation with a moan. He rubbed his face against her slickness with his own satisfied groan, and she watched with a smile as he coated his face with her fluids reverently.
“We could travel anywhere I’ve visited within your dreams,” he continued. “And you would have the power to banish me at any point, but doing so would break our connection and render me unable to visit your bedroom again.”
He finished with that and buried himself in his task, overwhelming her with emotions and the strengtheningneedtightening within her core. She gave in momentarily, her body wracking with an upcoming orgasm, but the thought of his serious admission kept her from being able to fully let go. She buried one hand in the fur coating the back of his head and concentrated on her words.
“But you wouldn’t be able to travel anymore. You love to travel,” she said breathlessly. “And will my dreams be enough to sustain you?”
“I would be satisfied to share with you the beauty I have seen and experience it anew through your eyes. And”—he lifted his head to meet her eyes—“I find your dreams as sustaining as your leaking cunt.”
Addison moaned and ran her hand through his fur coat up to stroke his horn with feather-soft touches. “How does it work?”
He chose that moment to suction his mouth against the throbbing nub that currently held all her self-control, along with all her strong feelings for him. She nearly came undone before he backed away and rose onto his haunches. He trailed his retractable claw-tipped fingernails up her legs, over her thighs, and to her waist. He moved her thighs between his and stalked over her. His hard cock dragged itself against her drenched cunt, leaving a trail of slickness over her skin as he continued up her body. He straddled her and hovered on all fours, the shadows flickering around him still clearly bound to his control.
The terrifying sight of this beast blatantly hunting her should make her cower in fear like prey underneath him. His features were contorted in the bestial equivalent of pure carnal sensuality, a monster ready to devour its prey. The sight was impossible to resist. She tried to lift her hips to stroke the hard length of him that hung down to drag against her stomach, tried to throw her legs around his broad hips. His adroit shadows tightened in response to her attempts and she was unable to move a muscle.
“To trap a mahr, you must ensnare them while in their mortal form.” He continued his slow stalk over her until his knees were on either side of her chest just under her armpits. He freed his cock and settled it on her chest, then took hold of her wrists and pulled them above her head, leaning into the motion so that his long cock drove over her mouth as it slid to cover her face. “And command he rides your chest with his flesh.”
Oh, god.Addison couldn’t respond because of the long, rigid cock sliding over her face, but she moaned at the way it felt to be used this way, unable to move as he repeated the motion, gliding his impossibly large appendage over her face.
But just as she thought to open her mouth and stick out her tongue, Traeyr retreated. He captured her mouth with his, exploring it with his large tongue that still tasted like her sweet desire, then went lower, until he covered her torso with his and sucked and teased her nipples.
“The choice is yours. I don’t want to bind you to a needy lover, if that is such a bad thing.” His throat bobbed against her breast.
She summoned all her wits and contemplated his offer while tracing the ridges of his horns. The soft touches of his sensitive bone made him grind against her leg in a lusciously distracting way, but she forced herself to think. Her body was thrilled at the thought of having him in her bed every night, as was her heart, but she refused to agree too readily just in case there was another angle she should consider first.
“What if I were to move?”
“I would appear in your new chambers the first night.”
“What if I had people over?” Could her friends handle the sight of him? She wasn’t ashamed of her attraction to him, but it could make things a little awkward.
“I can cloak myself in the mind of your visitors, sort of like a dream. They will see me as I wish them to. But it is a short daydream, and I would never be able to visit the beach with you or go on human outings with your friends. And you would have to tend to me every night.” He raised his head to meet hers. “You need not make your decision right now, Addison.”
“Thank you. I’ll think about it.”
Addison nodded her appreciation and pressed a kiss to his curved horn, slipping her tongue out to lick its ridges. Then she took his hand from its perch on her stomach and brought his fingers into her mouth. “For now, I want you to fill me.”
Traeyr growled his savage growl. Shadows skittered over her skin as he captured her mouth with his and moved against her, rubbing his impossible cock against her belly as he reached below to stroke her nub. She gripped his length with both hands and shivered at the thought of him filling her.
His shadows were more material than they’d been both in her dream and in the nights prior, as though his flesh and bone body imbued them with even more substance. The first moment she felt the cool, solid shadow tease her openings, she was surprised by how similar it felt to real flesh. The tendril rubbed and teased, covering itself in her slickness and spreading the clear viscous fluid all over the inside of her thighs all the way back into the seam of her ass. Slowly, one of Traeyr’s shadows slid into her sopping cunt. It didn’t grow in thickness until it slid inside her, and then it began to inflate.
Addison moaned at the pressure of his shadow ballooning inside her. She inadvertently gripped his cock where it pressed between them harder, which encouraged him to inflate the shadow inside her even more, preparing her for his incredible width.
“Tell me if it’s too much.” His voice was hoarse with desire.
The sliver of another shadow, this one so small it was barely a wisp, teased her ass and then slipped inside with ease without flexing her open at all. Traeyr’s whole body shivered and his tongue flicked out over his fang, which he bit down on to stay in control.
“Does it feel good to you?” Addison asked as his magic settled inside of her with a dull, pulsating feeling.
